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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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"By the way, we heard that you are engaged!" Sonali exclaimed, sipping the last of her ginger tea that Xavier had asked his assistant to bring for both of them. "That also has been conveyed to us like news from Iksha!"
Xavier cleared his throat, pushing the thoughts about his birth father aside, and said, "Aai, mi tumha doghanna lagnaat bolavanaar hoto." He justified that he was planning on inviting them to the wedding.
He did have their phone numbers and called them frequently to keep tabs on them, but he had completely skipped the details about his marriage.
Xavier had wanted to meet Krithika's parents first, before anything. He had asked Krithika, hesitance laced in his features, "I want to take you to Tirora. I want to introduce you to my parents... I mean, Samiksha's parents... my Aai and Baba. Are you fine with that?" She had replied with a mischievous grin, "Of course, I want to meet your lovely Aai. How could I miss my chance to know the mystery of your six-feet-four-inch height? Is it the Complan or some extraordinary ingredient in your meal that she mixed and fed you to make you this tall? As you already removed the option of genetics." Then, she had pondered, her face scrunching with a pout, "Wait... But Samiksha Akka is almost as tiny as me, though!" That made him laugh aloud.
"So, you don't want our permission to marry this girl!?" Sonali Aai's question brought him out of his thoughts. She placed her cup on the coffee table, and her doe eyes widened.
Tapping Mukesh's arm, "See... I told you, aaj kaal chi mul nusteech krutaghn astat..." She shook her head, claiming the present generation to be ungrateful and accusingly clicked her tongue. "Samiksha had fought and somehow mended us to her will. This boy..." waving her hand at Xavier, she continued, "...the first time, at least he had brought that Singh girl to our home and introduced her to us. This time, he is compelling us to be the guests at his wedding."
Mukesh kept smiling at his wife as she continuously assaulted their son with her snarky remarks.
"Deva! Ghor Kalyug!" Sonali kept rambling. "Such a waste to be the parents... Live our whole life for these kids only to be called strangers at last!"
Xavier turned his face and stared at Mukesh with a pleading look.
"There was a time when Bharatvarsh had a son like Shravan Kumar who carried his blind parents on his shoulder, and now..."
His Baba blinked once at Xavier in assurance. "Sona, leave him alone for now. You can continue tomorrow." He pushed his chair back and stood straight.
"Baba, aho biscuit tar ghya..." Xavier pointed toward the plate on his coffee table containing cookies, arranged in an aesthetically geometric pattern, requesting him to at least eat them.
